For the Thrill of It

Another night we’re out on the prowl
And I’m getting ready but she’s already out
Flash bulbs burst in her face
She don’t live for this shit but it helps get her paid
I know I’ve played the fool
You say you can’t compare
He’s not as good as me
So I don’t fucking care
So start over again coz she’s made her choice
And it ain’t you my friend
Fuck she looks good in the morning son
She don’t belong to anyone
She gets dressed and crosses herself again
For the thrill of it, yeah for the thrill of it
I’ll make moves to cut back and come out swinging
And she’s done with sex if it isn’t with him
For the thrill of it yeah for the thrill of it
So give me 20 to life
And everyday I pay for regret with these marks on my arm
I wish weren’t permanent
Forgive my shallow soul
She looks with wide eyes as my story is told
I’m scared of letting go
I’m scared of giving in
Coz she’s so fucking pure
Yeah she’s my everything
Her past is laid to rest I know mine is as well nothing left to confess
Fuck she looks good in the morning son
She don’t belong to anyone